Wednesday, February 15, 2006

One of the worst days of your life?

I can relate to that, Dick. But when we were hunting togetether, you said that the day that Libby told Fitzgerald that you had authorized him to leak classified information about Valerie Plame was one of the worst days of your life. Maybe they were both worst days.

One other thing:

When asked if their patient would be tuning in to the vice president's first on-air interview about the shooting, Banko said, "There is no television in his room at this point in time."

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Okay Harry, it's just you and me here so I want to ask a question. I don't believe Mrs. Cheney was with her husband on that ranch last weekend, so did you by any chance see Monica Lewinsky out there? See, if you did you might look around for one of her dresses. See if you find one of her stained dress we have a killer case (no pun intended)against old Dick. Shooting someone is, according to the Right, no big deal but a stained dress will blow the top off the country.

I left you this comment at Neil's site earlier but since time is close I better repost it here.

So Harry, are you going to watch Brit Hume tonight as he kisses Cheney and make it all better for him? If I were you I'd have a stiff one before the interview starts. Oh, maybe I shouldn't mention "stiff one" to a man your age. Perhaps I should have said you might want to have a cocktail before the interview.

Here in the Ozarks we have a lot of quail hunters. They form a line of three hunters. On one end, the fellow will only shoot to his left. On the other end, the fellow will only shoot to his right. The one in the middle will only shoot straight ahead. There's nary ever a quail-hunting accident, but we have a right smart number of deer hunter casualties. Hillbilly